Gay Beginnings Sex Stories - Page 32

Dr. Ronalds is about 32 or so and he tells me he just started with this clinic. He has been out of residency for a total of one month! He has vivid blue eyes and I notice he has no wedding band. I think to myself that this guy must be a real lady killer. After all, he is a physician, about 6 foot 4 inches tall, black straight hair, a prominent chin and a great smile. I can tell he likes to work out by the way his white shirt stretches across his chest and bags out across his waist. No doubt a washboard stomach goes with the muscular pectorals.
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I had seen Evan only a few times while Rosanna dated him. They started dating three years ago when both of them were in college. Rosanna studied art and Evan was going for his business degree. I met him when I dropped by for a visit. They hadn't known each for long and, in fact, she had introduced him simply as her friend. I was attracted to him, but he was awfully young then and I thought he seemed straight as an arrow.
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This gave me access to information on other inmates that was generally available, yet not widly known because very few guys knew how to use the various references. This job alsogave me an opportunity to become acquainted with many guys I would not otherwise have gotten to know. He was indeed beautiful.
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He paused, gave me a long cold stare, as if trying to read my thoughts, then a slow smile began tugging at the sides of his mouth. He stood up, grabbed his jacket and said, "Ok, stud, prove me wrong!" I asked him his name. "Joey," he said.
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In the room were two twin beds, just a few feet away from each other Tim was lying sprawled on his back, wearing only a pair of white under- wear. His eyes were closed and I assumed he was asleep. I stepped closer to him and he made no move. I must of been pretty drunk 'cause I then took off my towel and moved closer to his hunky sleeping form.
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He sighed out loud. They, foreskins were getting to be pretty rare birds these days and, unless one was willing to settle for a regimen of old men, one had to take what one could get. There wasn't much to do but hope for the best and maybe he would get what he wanted. Still, he could do what he could. He had such a hunger down inside him for the taste of a juicy uncut cock it was difficult to satisfy.
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The light in the bar made his smooth face shine. I smiled sheepishly back, nervous, excited. For about ten minutes we sat there. I would try to see what was between his legs, not being able to tell, as his shorts bunched together from sitting down, if he was really that large, or if it was just material. His hand dwarfed the glass, his long manicured finger rubbing the rim. He would catch me looking at him, and smile, as though he understood exactly what I was feeling, thinking. As though he knew what I wanted, but did not want to emhen ld look straight ahead, I could see him out of the corner of my eye, watching me. Not hungrily, but somehow lovingly. I finally built courage, He thanked me, and we started small talk. He suggested we move to a booth, which we did, across from the bar.
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Seeing Darryl was a shock. I don't mean he looked bad or anything, though God knows I wouldn't have altered my face if he had been. He was handsome. No, wrong cute. Darryl was beautiful. Bright, sunny-gold hair, a thin face with a pug nose that was, somehow, aristocratic. He looked like those oh-so-perfect models that grace magazine covers. Except...
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"Here we go,' I thought, "here comes the pre-flight entertainment.' I wasn't exactly unwilling to have it off with him, but a bit nervous about all his leather toys. I needn't have worried, though; that wasn't on his mind at all. The leather jacket fitted beautifully, like a second skin, smooth and warm. Then he hunted for a matching pair of green leather trousers.
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The Amboy cafe was certainly not inviting. Dirty windows and a door with its screen half pushed out. I still decided to risk a cup of coffee. Entering, my suspicions were confirmed, but I felt a cup of their coffee would not poison me. A juke box and pinball machine stood in one corner. Those funny "quippy" little signs were tacked on all walls. As I sipped my coffee, my eyes wandered, catching one sign saying "This Property For Sale." This sign was for real. I continued sipping my coffee and pondered.
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